Drama in the cafe continued

Well, that last post should have been titled tension on the commute, the drama in the cafe is just that. I was in a cafe and I had an idea for a play based in a cafe, such as the one I was in, a downtown NY indie cafe which plays Jazz/classical/indie music and has a waitress who literally looks like she has been plucked from one of calvin Klein's ennui ads, if her expression were any deader she'd be mistaken for wax...Anyway, (Id probably be like that too if I worked in a cafe), Sometimes I'm like that in the midst of a class discussion and i don't even have to carry anything. So i was just noticing all these cute young and semi-young things checking eachother out...all amid the couples and groups engaged in very dramatic conversations in various languages, the cellphones, the walking in and out, the sitting...well this has clearly lost it's ...whatever, but some day when all of you imaginary people see a play/movie entitled "drama in the cafe" you cna say I didn't know that blogger when... Hey you cna say that when all my books get published too, aren't you glad you're "here" has anyone investigated the concept of "space" online? Save your drama for the cafe babe...bye